Taken out of context, I wonder if this prayer from my 5-year-old could be received as a boy begging God to send his mom somewhere else, but I know this is just Ryan's way of praying that I stay around on earth for a long time. He has told me over and over that he doesn't want me to go to heaven and that I need to not be sick. I'm trying, buddy. I'm trying.
This morning, my 3-year-old came up to me to exclaim that "your boo-boos" are gone!!! (My port site has cleared up.) "You're not sick anymore!," he gathered, and was not happy about being wrong. "But, you can't die. You are my heart. I love you! You can't die!!!"
The oldest gets things a little better. "Please bless that Mom can beat this cancer and get better soon."
These boys are my heart and a huge reason to fight!
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